"You are really hopeless. Forget it. I won't argue with you anymore. Who the hell are you? Do you dare to tell me your name? " Emily calmed down and planned to deal with him in another way. She was quite interested in the face under the mask. And moreover, why didn't he let her watch their fight? What was he hiding?
"I dare to tell anybody my name. You can just call me Jim." The masked boy raised his head arrogantly and said slowly.
"What's wrong with you? That's a name? So simple and without surname. I'm really speechless. " Emily was almost shocked to death by his shocking words.
"You don't need to know my full name. You can just call me Jim. Not everyone can call me like that." The masked boy turned his head away with a proud look on his face, and a snicker flashed in his eyes. The careless Emily would never notice it.
"Well, may I have a look at your real face?" Emily reached out her hand to the boy's mask with a sly smile.
There was only one centimeter left to reach the mask when her hand was held tightly then shaken off by the big hand.
"You are not qualified to see my real face, unless you obediently be my kitten. If am satisfied and happy, maybe I will allow you to glance at my handsome face."
"Duh! Handsome? I think you must be an ugly monster. Generally, ugly monsters don't dare to let others see their ugly faces." Emily stuck her tongue out and came up with a smart idea to goad him into action.
But the boy easily saw through her trick and had no intention of jumping into her trap at all.
"You will know whether I am handsome or ugly in the future." The smile at the corners of his mouth was even wider, which made Emily feel a little nervous.
The car was speeding, but she didn't know where they were going. Would he kidnap her and sell her?
"Where are we going? It's late. I need to go home. " After a big circle, Emily returned to the starting point wondering if he would let her go.
"Don't worry, kitten. I will drive you home, but not now." The masked boy kept his poker face, moved his thin lips and said.
"When will it be?" She then asked anxiously. It was almost twelve o'clock. If she didn't go back, she would be cursed to death.
"When the time comes."
"You said something so useless. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Humph." Emily turned her head away and huddled herself up anxiously on the soft seat in the back of the car.
Gradually, she felt sleepy. This was the time when she felt sleepy the most. Even if the sky fell, she had to sleep.
The guy sitting next to her was like a stone status revealing a cold temperament. It was nearly three o'clock, and he could return to normal.
He tilted his head and looked at the girl next to him who was sleeping like a pig again. He shook his head helplessly, approached her, and took off his coat to cover her.
Looking at her slightly pouted pink lips, he couldn't help but want to get close to her.
One centimeter, zero point five centimeters, zero point zero one centimeters.
He gave her a kiss --
He gently kissed her like putting a special seal on her lips.
He shivered as if an electrical wave went through his body. It was the first time that a girl could make him feel like this. The sweet greasy taste made him linger and his heart beat faster.
"Wow!" The driver couldn't help but shout out. He felt unbelievable to see the shocking scene from the rearview mirror. For so many years, the young master had never been so close to a girl, especially an ugly stranger.
"Murphy, I remember I have taught you the rules, right?" A cold voice like Satan's at night came from behind, which made him tremble with fear. The young master hated others to be unruly the most. He had been unintentional just now.
"Young master, I'm sorry. I'll shut up and close my eyes. Please go on. I didn't see anything. " He was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth. When he was about to close his eyes and stop looking, the anger behind him grew even stronger.
"You've already seen it. Close your eyes while you are driving? Do you want to kill me?" The masked boy almost roared. How could he have such a stupid assistant? Moreover, he was his most capable assistant and best friend.
The second morning, Emily woke up from her sleep. She had a deep sleep last night. It was really comfortable.
She stretched her body, rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around with her eyes wide open.
Eh, wasn't this her room? Where she was sleeping on was the big and soft dreamlike luxury Simmons Princess bed in the An Family. What happened? Didn't she escape yesterday? She also met the masked boy and the boy in red. Was it a dream? But she still remembered everything clearly.
She knocked on her chaotic head and figured out what happened yesterday. She was sure that it was not a dream. She fell asleep in the car of the masked boy yesterday, and then there was nothing else.
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